doubt is slowly falling behind
cuz we're movin up to something good
God is just a lonely dream now, that's ok
you bringin' something God never could

never been too sure that we would make it
end up dead inside a dream
someday soon I just might need you

there might be cause for celebration
there might come a storm in the sky
we might be all we can believe in

you're all that fills my head
I need to need you bad
don't let me fool myself
you're all that fills my head
I need to need you bad
don't let me fool myself